In Sweetwater Oasis, the centaur leader Erwin Cordobane who stayed behind was furious because the five centaur posts from Glory Post to Sweetwater Oasis were attacked in succession. None of the stationed team members escaped and all were killed.
The stalemate war on the front line does not worry him. Centaurs and tauren have been fighting for many years. The hatred has lasted for generations. Both sides understand that as long as there is still a tauren or centaur alive, the war will continue.
What made him irritated was that those hateful green-skinned dwarves once again opened their mouths and shouted out sky-high prices for the inferior weapons they provided.
As the head of the Cordoban family, one of the most influential families in the Corkar clan, Erwin has great power. He is in charge of more than ten tribes, large and small, and these are all under the name of Cordoban.
The highest military and civil affairs leader of each tribe, and also the real power in the Kokar clan.
Since the Kokar clan set out from Desolace, they have robbed many races. Not to mention the tauren, the night elves, harpies, quilboars and even the dwarf expedition in the southern Barrens have all been their targets.
But compared with the goblins, Erwin Cordobane suddenly felt that his clan was too kind. If it weren't for the fact that the Barrens was so desolate, there wasn't even a single mineral deposit, and the few places there were
Occupied by goblins and dwarves and lacking weapons and equipment, the centaurs were unwilling to make arms deals with the greedy goblins.
He even swore viciously that if he had the chance, he would lead his tribe to the silt swamp for a good robbery. The deal with the goblins was finally reached, and news of the massacre of the outpost came from the front, and the irritable centaur leader suddenly became furious.
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He beat the trembling messenger severely, and then called his young son, Barak Cordoban, and his son's childhood playmate, the equally young, strong and cunning centaur fighter Stonearm.
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Then he issued a death order, and the bastards who dared to massacre the centaur warriors must be found. Seeing his son and Stonearm follow the order, Erwin Cordobane walked around irritably and saw outside the tent.
By the lake, a group of centaurs were eating mutated fish, yelling and laughing at each other's transformed states. He frowned and walked into the Wailing Cave.
The Wailing Cave is extremely shady and cool. Although the depths of the cave have not yet been explored, and the cave is full of bats at night, the centaurs have already cleaned up the deep section from the cave entrance to the deep pool.
The cave is filled with green wooden boxes, which contain food and weapons that the centaurs purchased from venture capital companies at a large price, including some leather armor. Rows of smoked and barbecued boxes are hung on the cave walls.
There are two teams of centaurs guarding the dried meat at the back, the entrance and the depth of the cave.
As soon as he entered the cave, Erwin shouted comfortably: "Bring the wine!" Immediately, a centaur spread a blanket deep in the cave, and then diligently took out a few bottles of wine from the box.
Erwin roughly unscrewed the bottle cap and drank half of the bottle in one gulp, then burped happily: "The best thing these greenskins have is wine! Ale and rum are both delicious,
I heard that goblins put wine in cold water to chill it. Go, get a bottle and put it in the lake for me to drink at night!"
While Erwin was enjoying the fine wine he exchanged from the goblins with the goods robbed by the centaurs, Prell was walking feebly through the grassland with his team.
Under the scorching sun, just last night, they once again attacked a Centaur team at night and burned the small outpost. Then Prell led the team members to the north.
Now they were equivalent to going deep behind enemy lines, so Prell kept changing the direction of travel, trying not to let the centaurs track his team.
After resting one night among the hills in the northeast of Sweetwater Oasis, Prell and his friends found a big tree, buried some of the food and other supplies they had looted from the outpost, and then
I made a small mark.
It is not as easy to find prey in the grassland in the dry season as it is in the rainy season. Prell does not want to search for prey everywhere in the grassland, as that would easily reveal the whereabouts of his group.
Looking at the sleeping Belga and the other three, Prell used a branch to stir up a small bonfire, and looked at Lestalen with distress. This little harpy who was abandoned by the clan has been living in the barren land since he followed him.
Running and fighting everywhere, she has not yet reached adulthood and will have to face all kinds of evils in this world in order to survive.
Boredly, he used a branch to spin a gray-brown leather wristband. It was the trophy from yesterday's sneak attack on the Centaur outpost. It was also the only green equipment from the Centaur that Prell discovered using his "Eye of Observation".
"Gangster Bracers (Excellent)
Leather wrist armor
+24 points of armor
+2 agility
+3 strength
Durability: 24/30"
It's a pity that everyone looks down on this piece of equipment. It's not that they dislike anything else, but the centaurs are a dirty race that doesn't pay attention to personal hygiene. Their leather craftsmanship is very rough, so this is obviously a homemade leather armor.
It has a strong smell that mixes the smell of leather with the centaur's sweat and body odor from not bathing for a long time.
Prell washed it twice with water, but the smell was still very strong. He was reluctant to throw it away. After all, it was a green suit, but he couldn't stand the smell while wearing it.
So after turning around twice, he threw the wrist guard into the bonfire. After a while, a pungent smell filled the air. Player hurriedly picked out the leather armor and quickly dug a hole in the earth.
After he buried it, when exposed to fire, the smell from the wristband was something he would never forget.
The next day, after burying the bonfire and cleaning up the traces of the camping, Prell took his friends and continued north. He was going to go to the Forgotten Pond to take a rest. After all, they also needed to take a rest after the continuous night attacks.
Already.
On the morning of the third day after Prell left this campsite, a group of centaurs appeared here. A wild boar man dressed in rags, whose hands were tied by a centaur, led two hyenas and looked at the ground ingratiatingly.
With the centaurs.
A centaur with a bare upper body, thick arms, and a pair of iron-lined arm guards from his wrist to his elbow took the burnt arm guard that was dug out by another centaur under the guidance of the coyote, and put it together.
He sniffed carefully before his nose, and then nodded to the centaur captain behind him.
The changes in the Forgotten Pond are not big, except that there are clumps of aquatic reeds left over from the rainy season beside the lake. The hot wind from the grassland blows across the lake, and the ripples make the reeds sway. There are water birds flying among the reeds.
, awakened the lazy freshwater turtles on the lake shore.
The sun had already set slantingly on the tops of the mountains to the west. Player walked around and said loudly: "I'll rest here tonight! You guys go take a bath, I'll look out for the wind!"
Belga and Snu cheered and ran towards the lake. Prell took Lestalen behind a clump of aquatic reeds and let the little harpy girl bathe here. Then he walked behind the reeds and turned his back to
On the lake surface, shout loudly: "Shout if anything happens!"
While watching the wind, he opened the "Great Lord System" out of boredom and looked at his experience bar. It takes 27,000 experience points to upgrade from level 22 to level 23. Now Prell has earned nearly three-quarters of it.
After taking turns to take a bath, Snu went around in a circle, hoping to catch some more mutant fish. Unfortunately, he only caught a few spindle-shaped fish with blue-black backs and silver-white abdomens. Prell looked at them with his "eye of observation"
After a while, I saw it was "smooth-skinned mackerel", so I started grilling the fish.
After resting in the Forgotten Pool for a whole day, Prell was also considering his next move. He could not judge now whether his actions had provoked the anger of the centaurs in the Sweetwater Oasis and attracted enough pursuers.
How to mix in Sweet Water Oasis is always the question.
In the end, Prell decided to implement the agreement he made with the tauren before leaving the battlefield, and then he led his team to light three bonfires on the grassland, adding half-withered grass and billowing smoke.
The thick smoke lasted for half the afternoon, and finally a tauren raptor druid appeared in the sky. He transformed into a falcon form, hovered and flew at low altitude for a while, and saw Prell shaking the branches in the distance.
The clothes fell to the ground.
As soon as he landed, the tauren raptor druid changed back to his original form and said eagerly: "I found a centaur pursuer of about 20 to 30 people, heading here, we must
Leave as soon as possible."
So the group of people immediately hid in the hills on the edge of the Forgotten Pool to the east, and agreed with the tauren to use the smoke as a signal. Prell had already reached the Forgotten Pool, but was still discovered and followed by the centaur.
It seems that the centaur is very eager for revenge.
The pursuing centaurs found nothing, so they whipped the wild boar man and asked him to continue directing the hyenas to track, and then tracked them all the way to the Forgotten Pool.
In order to avoid tracking, Player and his friends jumped into the lake, swam half a circle, and entered the hills from the east coast. No matter how sensitive the coyote's nose was, it would be difficult to continue tracking.
The centaur, whose pursuit was fruitless, vented their anger on the poor wild boar prisoner, who was severely whipped more than a dozen times. Then the centaur pursuers stopped at the lakeside, preparing to spend the night here.
After night fell, Prell said to the tauren raptor druid named Gonzalo Swift Wind: "I would also like to trouble you to quietly take a look at how many centaur troops there are and how they are distributed."
Gonzalo Xunfeng was shocked: "Are you going to sneak attack them?" Prell nodded: "My friends and I have attacked 6 Centaur teams at night and burned 6 outposts.
We have experience.
Don’t worry, if the centaur’s defenses are lax, we can try to fight. If the difference in strength is too big, we won’t be so impulsive!”
Gonzalo Xunfeng stared at him for a long time, and finally said in an admiring tone: "You are the most courageous and courageous person I have ever seen, not just the kobold race. If you have a perfect sneak attack
Plan, I'll be happy to do your bidding!"
Then he transformed into a chubby owl with a pair of horns, flapped his wings, and flew along the woods near the lake towards the centaur camp.